The Calling (Book 7 of The Blood & Brotherhood Saga) (The Blood and Brotherhood Saga) Read Online Free PDF Page A

silence.
    “Yes. Thank you,” Seth said, awakened once more from his own musings.
    “What keeps you so distracted?”
    “Besides the obvious?”
    “Yeah. I know you have many worries and lots of sorrow, Love, and I don’t mean to reopen wounds. I just want to be a part of what is going on inside your head.”
    “Many things are presently fighting for my attention, to be honest. I know I need to be here, in the now, but I see little threat from this town. I worry about Garret, and Valdadore without us there to defend it. I worry about those who have followed me to an unknown end. I worry about things I don’t know, even about myself. Many times I act and react, but I am realizing now that I need more time to study, more time to think.”
    “Are you suggesting we settle in somewhere for a while to give you time?”
    “I don’t know. Maybe. I’m not suggesting anything, just making an observation really. I think we would be better off for it.”
    “Okay. Do you have any place in mind?”
    Seth’s mind swirled with the possibilities. Any place was probably as good as the next, but he had left Valdadore with a promise and he would see it fulfilled. Sara had saved them all, not him. She loved people, and was willing to sacrifice herself for them. She deserved a place where she could help people, and look over them. She deserved to be a queen and Seth would give that gift to her.
    “Drakenhurst. That is where I think we will spend some time,” he answered after a moment’s reflection.
    “Sigrant’s capital?”
    “Not anymore.”
    “True. Do you actually mean to capture it and take control of his country?”
    “I do.”
    “Okay, good. I’m glad you are making a plan, but why and how exactly?” Sara said, her amber and crimson eyes sparkling in the darkness.
    “I don’t know how. Not yet. But I think no kingdom should be left to the dogs to be torn apart from within. I would bet that even now, differing factions struggle to assume leadership of this nation. Also, here, I think I can find the knowledge that I need. There have got to be some blessed champions remaining. Sigrant wouldn’t have left his entire nation without any champions. There will also be people to welcome into our cause too, for different reasons.”
    “By different you mean your reasons and then Ishanya’s reasons?”
    “Of course not, Angel. I serve the goddess, and it is only to her cause that I lend my abilities and effort,” Seth replied without even trying to contain his sarcasm.
    “I can see those wheels just grinding in that head of yours. I wish I knew what you were up to, but I’m sure you have your reasons for keeping everyone in the dark.”
“I promise that you will know what I’m planning when it comes down to it. I don’t even know exactly what I’m doing, but I have a theory. I need time to test and perfect what I know and to learn more that I only am able to guess at.”
    “So Drakenhurst then?”
    “Yup. Let’s go see if Sigrant left us a nice big bed to roll around in.”
    “Now that is a plan I can get behind. Or in front of. Then again on the top or bottom works just as well too,” Sara joked.
    Seth was glad to watch her plump lips spread into a wide smile that showed her absolute adoration for him. How she could still see him in that light was beyond him, but he supposed the same could be said for either of them. Forcing a smile in return, he fought the distractions in his head and neared the guards at the gate with Sara. Behind him, nearly half a mile, was a pair of men he had chosen to join them. Their purpose was simple—relay orders, and carry supplies Seth and Sara purchased. None of them was armed. They did not want to pose a threat. Even so, Seth would not sulk around dark corners and hide who he was either.
    “Halt there, you on the trail,” one of the town guards cried out. “Who goes there?”
    “I am Prince Seth Derringer, brother to the king of Valdadore, and a dark sorcerer of the likes